Hedonistic musings from the rural point of view
We do not rent pigs
Well, feed the French and kill the Germans
You made my sphincter eat my underpants

Saturday, May 03, 2014

Bird Watching

I'm certainly no "birder." I enjoy watching hawks soar and hunt, but I'm not much into using binoculars and.trying to classify what I see. I just try to enjoy the majesty and power of the more predatory birds.

I was highly impressed with a picture I found on Facebook - it shows the freedom and fire behind a falcon perched in a tree. Pic is below the fold if you are so inclined.

I am so-so sorry. :-( He had a serious run of bad luck but bore his cross as best able - and and he came from the heartland near where my own relatives scrabbled and scratched out a living. Rest in peace.

Rest in peace, Jeffro. Just found out after returning from a web hiatus. That's where we were friends, in cyberspace. I read his blog, he read mine. I got the better end of the deal as his comments on my blog were witty, informative and very much looked forward to.

We are a group of volunteers and opening a new scheme in our community. Your web site given us with valuable information to work on. You’ve done an impressive job and our entire community will be grateful to you.

About Me

I've lived here on The Poor Farm most of my life. Located in western Kansas, where the wind blows - supposedly the Dodge City weather station at the airport has the highest average wind speed in the CONUS. It would be the "sticks" out here if there were any trees, but I like it. I really like the spring - when it is calm, and the smell of the fresh wheat and other plants fill the air with a unique "green" smell. My real love is the fall, when the air is cooling and calm, when you breath the air it is like a drink of cool water. Speaking of cool water, my well produces some mighty good tasting stuff. It is hard water for sure - all the faucets have lime on them, but I'll take it over soft mossy smelling reservoir water from the city any day.